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Sunday, February 24, 2013

Dear one

Oh, dear one let me rest my fingers in your hair,
my breath to lift and play amongst your fragrant locks,
I curl against your cooling warmth, our fire divine, 
receive your strong caresses, made from only love.

I am only yours.

~for My Beloved, who is Shiva~

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